Lyrics Hey buddies that I grew up with All straight laced and married up now You ain't foolin' me, wasn't long ago We tore the roof off that one red light town And hey darling sipping that red wine All classy kicked back on the couch You smile and I see you shootin' tequila Or shuttin' them college bars down And no matter how much time goes by And no matter how much we grow up For worse or for better, from now 'til forever I'll always remember you young Hey babies crawling on the carpet No, you won't be that little for long One day you'll move away but you're still gonna stay This innocent after you're gone 'Cause no matter how much time goes by And no matter how much you grow up For worse or for better, from now 'til forever I'll always remember you young Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, I hope when we get to heaven He looks at us all like we're kids Shameless and painless and
[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie]
Fuck it to a Bentley bitch (bitch)
Rags to fucking riches bitch (bitch)
Fuck up out my mentions, bitch (ho)
Fuck you and your picket fence (bitch)
Pull up like I miss you bitch (miss you, ho)
Shoot it 'til it's empty, bitch (broke bitch)
Hangin' out the window with it
Who the fuck gon' mention this? (who the fuck?)
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
I beat the braids off that bitch, Js off that bitch
Come through in a Wraith on that bitch, sprayed on that bitch (bitch)
Diamonds drip off my clock, I finesse on yo' block
Water drip off my chain, I make a mess on yo' block (mess on yo' block)
I got the juice bitch, I got da motherfuckin' juice
I got the juice bitch, I got da motherfuckin' juice (bitch)
Diamonds drip off my clock, I finesse on yo' block
Water drip off my chain, I make a mess on yo' block
I got the juice bitch (on yo' block)
I got the juice, I got the juice bitch (on yo' block)
I got da motherfuckin' juice
[Verse 2: YG]
Uh, I got the juice bitch (bitch), hop in the coupe bitch (bitch)
I'm a damu bitch (bitch), yeah, suwoop bitch (suwooop)
Boy I beat the brakes off yo' ass, I’m your daddy you never had
"Man that nigga YG be trippin'," nah bitch, I be mad
"Man, you ain’t stuntin' in no Jag, you ain’t got no drip no swag
You don’t talk enough about yo bag, nigga you ain’t really got no bag"
Nigga my daughter gon' have her bag (bag)
Her daughter gon' have her bag
They gone look back at all this G shit and be like, "Damn, my dad was a dad"
Ay, ay, Daddio, daddio, tryna fuck little mama on a patio
Andale, andale for a zaddy though, Pornhub give Ri Ri a cameo
Don’t get confused I break the rules, I paid cash for all my jewels
My sex life, I got twos, left right that little pussy abused
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
I beat the braids off that bitch, Js off that bitch
Come through in a Wraith on that bitch, sprayed on that bitch
Diamonds drip off my clock, I finesse on yo' block
Water drip off my chain, I make a mess on yo' block
I got the juice bitch, I got da motherfuckin' juice
I got the juice bitch, I got da motherfuckin' juice (bitch)
Diamonds drip off my clock, I finesse on yo' block
Water drip off my chain, I make a mess on yo' block
I got the juice bitch (on yo' block)
I got the juice, I got the juice bitch (on yo' block)
I got da motherfuckin' juice
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